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Another day, another great adventure! Fizzle moved forward, taking a deep breath as he looked up at the cave in front of him.

The last time he had been there, he had nearly gotten beaten flat by a charizard. But the pokemon hadn't hurt him, or left him to die. He had taken him back to the entrance. Did he want him to come back?

"I'll prove myself!" He huffed, matching inside.

The next room was just as large and empty as the others, with only one thing of interest inside. It was a vial of smoke, something he hadn't been expecting.

He didn't even know what to do with it, much less how it could have gotten there. Was there someone in trouble? Someone who had a hole in their adventure pack?

Caught off guard, Fizzle had to make sure the slugma didn't hit the vial he was carrying, just in case he needed to get them to a lost member of some guild. They could be missing these things!

So he took the hit and another that followed, getting knocked off his feet and sent right against the ground. He kicked up some dust with his tail and made his escape, not wanting to stick around for a fight.

Once he was away, he took a moment to put the items he had found away safely. THere. The next pokemon to fight him was going to get it.

The next room he discovered at the end of the tunnel was large and had an open skylight near the top, where sunlight was flooding in into the middle of the area. It was probably the only real light in the dungeon, unless there were other room with the same kind of opening.

His tail had been keeping him safe, but it was nice to see real light, too.

Where the light shone, there was an old tree, which looked like it may have been beautiful in its time. However, the way it sat now, it looked like the cave had won, and it was dying. A little sad, but hey, plenty of sticks to be found.

He took two.

another room, more emptiness. Fizzle was starting to wonder if he was getting a reputation, and they were avoiding him. Or maybe they were busy with that other being in the cave!

He found another vial of smoke- just what was he supposed to do with them? He put it in his pack and continued on once more, hoping for more clues so he might be able to solve this perplexing mystery.

"I'm not trying to protect anything now!" He growled, carefully setting his bag to the side before charging in and attacking the fire type. They had a short battle, and in the end the slugma was sent packing.

Fizzle puffed out his chest, tail wagging. "That's what I'm talking about!"

Their battle didn't last as long as the one with the slugma. He ducked out of the way of the supersonic, and was not confused by the attack. That gave him the opportunity to leap forward and swish his tail around, launching an ember at the other pokemon

Since he wasn't a fire type, it was an attack he could finally use again without worrying about it not doing any damage, and since it was his own type's attack, it was stronger than a simple scratch, even if there was no type advantage between the two of them.

IT was enough to make the zubat reconsider and escape.